Where Stories Come From

This is what I know:

That she was brave and loved adventure. Than she loved to soar high above the clouds. She took off on that final journey intending to be the first woman to fly around the world.

This is what I suspect:

It ended like this.

I've never felt compelled to research the rest of the story. Until...

I was standing on the rocks above this wreckage and a character started to whisper in my ear. She calls herself Eve, though she admits the rest of the world knows her by another name. This wasn't the end of Eve's story. It was the end of a famous female aviator's story. The rest of that story was a beginning, the start of a new life in a new place, where she was the first inhabitant.

I wasn't sure I wanted to know more. There are other projects I'm supposed to be working on, other stories ahead of hers. But I know how these things work. Characters like Eve find me and they don't go away until they've had their say and I've written it down. I know it's no use fighting, but I will. The only real question is how long it will  take for Eve to get her way. How long can I resist these flashes of her past?

This post is a response to the Sunday Scribblings prompt: What is the rest of the story? Visit them to see what others wrote or to join the fun yourself.


  1. I think Eve will furnish you with a rich story..it is funny how some characters trail at your heels..waiting for you to give them words..Jae

  2. Always listen when you have something nagging at you to create, never ignore it...

  3. I have a character, un-named, that whispers in my ear. I am hoping someday that she will be brave enough to speak out loud :)


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